My heart plays game with me, it comes and goes as it please. There's sunshine, there's rain, It longs to stay in the cave. It never grew up is what I believe, choked with blood of self-pity. Brain tries to manage the scene, "Whatever happened!" it exclaims. The beats long to go flat & fly. It whispers tales of the deep. It says life is just a trick distorted image between blinks. There's a game with no name. In our heart we all play. It's there from beginning to end, better hide before it awakes.
Living heart.
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